Final Flashcards

1
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It is no tale; but you should think

Perhaps a tale you’ll make it

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Wordsworth

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Piper sit thee down and write

In a book that all may read–

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Blake

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In a careless mood he looked at me,

While still I held him by the arm

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Wordsworth

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4
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Expatiate free o’er all this scene of man;

A mighty maze! but not without a plan;

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Pope

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5
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Alone, alone, all all alone

Alone on the wide, wide Sea;

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Coleridge

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6
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In every voice; in every ban,

The mind-forg’d manacles I hear

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Blake

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7
Q

Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things;
– We murder to dissect

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Wordsworth

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8
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Let Observation, with extensive view,

Survey mankind, from China to Peru;

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Johnson

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9
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“If two are in the church-yard laid,

“Then ye are only five.”

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Wordsworth

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10
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The hum of multitudes was there but multitudes of lambs

Thousands of little boys & girls raising their innocent hands

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Blake

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11
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One truth is clear:

Whatever IS, is RIGHT.

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Pope

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12
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A sadder and a wiser man

He rose the morrow morn.

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Coleridge

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13
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And I must think, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.

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Wordsworth

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14
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Little Lamb who made thee

Dost thou know who made thee

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Blake

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15
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Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest

Some Cromwell guiltless of his country’s blood.

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Grey

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16
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Is this a holy thing to see,

In a rich and fruitful land,

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Blake

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17
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Five years have passed;

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Wordsworth

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18
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Such was the scorn that filled the Sage’s mind,

Renewed at ev’ry glance on humankind

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Johnson

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19
Q

I cannot tell; I wish I could;

For the true reason no one knows,

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Wordsworth

20
Q

Tho’ the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm.

So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

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Blake

21
Q

Say first, of God above, or man below,

What can we reason, but from what we know?

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Pope

22
Q

What the hammer? what the chain,

In what furnace was thy brain?

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Blake

23
Q

The hermit sits alone.

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Wordsworth

24
Q

But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted

Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!

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Coleridge

25
Q

You see a little muddy pond
Of water, never dry;
I’ve measured it from side to side:
‘Tis three feet long, and two feet wide

A

Wordworth

26
Q

But vindicate the ways of God to man.

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Pope

27
Q

Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,

Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;

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Grey

28
Q

I know the man that must hear me;

To him my tale I teach.

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Coleridge

29
Q

Hear the voice of the Bard!

Who Present, Past, and Future sees

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Blake

30
Q

Though absent long,
These forms of beauty have not been to me,
As is a landscape to a blind man’s eye

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Wordsworth

31
Q

“Now, what I want is Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You can only form the minds of reasoning animals upon Facts; nothing else will ever be of any service to them.”

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Dickens

32
Q

It is said that every life has its roses and thorns; there seemed, however, to have been a misadventure or mistake in Stephen’s case, whereby somebody else had become possessed of his roses, and he had become possessed of somebody else’s thorns in addition to his own.”

A

Dickens

33
Q

You have been so careful of me that I never had a child’s heart.
You have trained me so well that I never dreamed a child’s dream. You have dealt so wisely with me, Father ,from my cradle to this hour, that I never had a child’s belief or a child’s fear.

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Dickens

34
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It is known, to the force of a single pound weight, what the engine will do; but not all the calculators of the National debt can tell me the capacity for good or evil, for love or hatred, for patriotism or discontent, for the decomposition of virtue into vice, or the reverse, at any single moment in the soul of one of these quiet servants, with the composed faces and the regulated actions.

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Dickens

35
Q

Thou art an Angel. Bless thee, bless thee!

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Dickens

36
Q

Coketown lay shrouded in a haze of its own, which appeared impervious to the sun’s rays. You only knew the town was there because you knew there could have been no such sulky blotch upon the prospect without a town. A blur of soot and smoke, now confusedly tending this way, now that way, now aspiring to the vault of Heaven, now murkily creeping along the earth, as the wind rose and fell, or changed its quarter: a dense formless jumble, with sheets of cross light in it, that showed nothing but masses of darkness—Coketown in the distance was suggestive of itself, though not a brick of it could be seen.

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Dickens

37
Q

Look how we live, an’ wheer we live, an’ in what numbers, an’ by what chances, an’ wi’ what sameness; and look how the mills is awlus a-goin’, and how they never works us no nigher to onny distant object-‘ceptin awlus Death. Look how you considers of us, and writes of us, and talks of us, and goes up wi’ your deputations to Secretaries o’ State ‘bout us, and how yo are awlus right, and how we are awlus wrong, and never had’n no reason in us sin ever we were born. Look how this ha’ growen an’ growen sir, bigger an’ bigger, broader an’ broader, harder an’ harder, fro year to year, fro generation unto generation. Who can look on’t sir, and fairly tell a man ‘tis not a muddle?

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Dickens

38
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“What do I know, father,’ said Louisa in her quiet manner, ‘of tastes and fancies; of aspirations and affections; of all that part of my nature in which such light things might have been nourished? What escape have I had from problems that could be demonstrated, and realities that could be grasped?’ As she said it, she unconsciously closed her hand, as if upon a solid object, and slowly opened it as though she were releasing dust or ash.”

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Dickens

39
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“At these moments I took refuge in the most perfect solitude. I passed whole days on the lake alone in a little boat, watching the clouds, and listening to the rippling of the waves, silent and listless.”

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Shelley

40
Q

Alas! Victor, when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness? I feel as if I were walking on the edge of a precipice, towards which thousands are crowding, and endeavouring to plunge me into the abyss.”

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Shelley

41
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“Was man, indeed, at once so powerful, so virtuous, and magnificent, yet so vicious and base?”

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Shelley

42
Q

It’s no use going back to yesterday. I was a different person then.

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Carroll

43
Q

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”
“I don’t much care where –”
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.”

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Carroll

44
Q

“I don’t think…” then you shouldn’t talk, said the Hatter.”

A

Carroll

45
Q

“I’m afraid I can’t explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?”

A

Carroll

46
Q

“And what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?”

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Carroll